This is a song about "Fathers of confederation"

No top on mine, niggas gonna hate, man fuck them guys

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

And the fathers just fodder, he continues the slaughter

Fuck rap, i'll be a landlord so i can rape the tenants daughter

Top of my pile of bodies

I'm why baby mamas leave

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

Out of this coviction of feelings

Every second tell me how you pressed em at the monte crystal

5 fathers of rap n.w.a should teach you how to rap.nasty little spittle.

Right flows down and they might go nice

Of the book of your life

A little more of me through generation of a debate of hatred

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Of that gangja from the shores of shanghai

Never alone we 'bout to make the drums cry